#les speaks

[auburnpumpkin]

She was supposed to turn 15 tomorrow. We would have French together tomorrow. She should be here for me to annoy with the happy birthday song. Our class should struggle through trying to sing it in French while she laughed at us. She should be here to turn 15. Kids should not die.

Happy birthday, Maddie.. Wherever you are. 💙

[teenytinybat]

Binder Reccs

Okay, so I’ve wanted a binder for a long time now, but for various reasons I haven’t gotten one. Now I’m planning a cosplay of Spider-Man and I definitely need one (total excuse to finally get myself one).

I’m small framed and small boobed (an A cup, if I’m lucky and maybe 32”??) and obviously (or maybe not??) my Spider-Man costume is going to be fairly skin tight. I am not on T or any other hormones, if that’s important to know.

So...

- Do you think a half binder or a full would be best for using underneath a superhero suit (I’m not using a seperate muscle suit, just my own guns 💪🏻 💪🏻 💪🏻)??

- Nude?? Or white?? Or black????? 🤔

- I’ve heard great things about @gc2b. Any other brands that are highly recommended??

* I’m super excited to finally get one.

[teenytinybat]

I was going to keep this a secret, but my blog is pretty inactive as far as followers/mutuals go, plus I’m excited.

ScareCrow agreed to do a SpideyPool couples cosplay with me! 😁 He already has his own version of a Deadpool costume (although he’ll probably make some changes); I told him I wanted to do a couples cosplay with Deadpool and made him guess the partner. His guesses were (in order): Vanessa, Domino, and Cable. Ha.

I’m so excited. Now I have even more motivation to get into better shape.

[strange-l1l]

Short pinned post until I can be bothered-

I'm lex, and this is my porn page. I'm obsessed with women, big dicks, taboos, and love. I'm a girlfail transwoman, often stuck in boy mode coz I'm too ugly to be a real girl. I'm into literally everything, I dare you to try and find something that doesn't make me horny xoxo

Oh, and I've been terminated from this app a few times, and probably will be again. Who even cares. Flirt with me. Please. Pleeeeeease ? 👉👈

[teakesh]

welcome!

my name is les and this is my dom!reader only blog

‣ 19 years old

‣ she/they pronouns

‣ black

‣ this is a multi-fandom blog

‣ i write for genshin impact, jjk and bsd

‣ once i write more i will make a masterlist. 

‣ for now all my works will be under #teakeshworks

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

‣ minor’s please dni!

‣ this blog is strictly dominant!reader

‣ i do not write for switch readers

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄

‣ noncon/r4pe

‣ incest

‣ bile and vomit kinks

‣ big age gaps

‣ blood kinks

‣ personalized requests (of your name and such)

‣ shy readers

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒

‣ i take sfw and nsfw requests

‣ i write what i wanna write! so if i don't take your request, no hard feelings

‣ i don't take angst requests

‣ please no char x char

‣ be specific when requesting a certain gender

‣ its important to me to not make any mistakes in that area

[teenytinybat]

Pro-tip

Not generally a good idea to take pseudoephedrine (as a decongestant) when you haven’t had much to eat, are consuming caffeine, haven’t had your Prozac in several days, and are staying up a stupid amount of hours to clean your apartment for a possible inspection.

I didn’t even think about it; I just wanted to be able to breath. I took the appropriate doses, but that was just stupid.

“I’M SUPER ANXIOUS AND AWAKE AND CRAZY, LET’S TAKE A STIMULANT!!”

Dumb.

[teenytinybat]

It’s times like this that make me realize that my anxiety (and potential PTSD?) is definitely higher than normal.

Potential apartment inspection today. We are not ready. I had two days off this week from my part-time job that I usually don’t have, so I had already decided to spend them trying to clean our diaster of an apartment when we got the notice that there would be random inspections on Wednesday. Now my whole idea of cleaning properly and the way I want is thrown out the window because of the inspection.

I have been cleaning for almost 36 hours straight now (with a few breaks to drop my extra animals off at the hospital to hide, etc) and I am not even done with the living room. This new vacuum that ScareCrow’s mom bought us for Yule last year is awful—I wish I had my old one back; it doesn’t really pick up and then it spits out all kinds of dust. I’m hoping maybe it’s just that the filter needs to be cleaned (which I can’t do right now) and not that the entire vacuum is a loss. Morla’s tank is still soaking. I need to wash the walls because there is nasty bug junk all over them, etc.

The upstairs is maybe not as filthy, but is super cluttered. I don’t know how I’m going to attack that.

So, it’s made worse by my stupid anxiety. I don’t feel comfortable walking to the dumpster/trash compactor during the day because the last time I was cleaning, some maintenance guy harassed me there. Like, I got in trouble for throwing away my garbage?? It wasn’t like I was leaving it piled in front of the dumpster, or not using the compactor or what have you. So now I can only take out my garbage at night. That’s a BIG pain in the ass when you’re deep cleaning everything and you’re battling a cockroach infestation.

I also spend the entire day listening to noises that a normal person would not take notice of. Is that the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs to my apartment? Why is that person so loud? Are they getting evicted?? Am I next? Is that the sound of my truck being stolen again? Etc. I try to play music or put something on the TV to distract me, but it only works so well. And, if I catch a glimpse of a person outside (difficult to do because I keep my shades drawn), then I hyper-focus on them; are they coming to knock on my door? Are they telling management that I have more pets than I should?? Etc.

Absolute craziness. I can’t make it stop.

It doesn’t help that any real knocks at the door actually put me into a panic attack.

When did I become so crazy?

This is the kind of thing that I feel like other people need to know to really understand where I’m coming from when I say I am anxious or am freaking out or whatever, but even I think that it sounds nuts.

If there were a medication or a procedure or something that would make this stop, I would gladly take it. I am miserable.

[majonokitsune]

I’m very new to tarot, so I’ve recently been pulling one card for myself every day as a way to learn. I’m using the “Animal Tarot Deck” by Doreen Virtue and Radleigh Valentine because it’s the only deck I have; it was given to me for my birthday this year. The card art is very pretty, but the deck is a little strange—they renamed some cards and suits, there are no reversals, and everything is very centered around the Abrahamic god (or so it seems), but I’ve been trying to make it work regardless. It was chosen for me because of my love for and closeness to animals.

Anyway, today (10/31), I pulled this card—the Eight of Spring. As I understand it, this card is about being grateful for opportunities presented to you and trying to not become overwhelmed by them. More importantly to me is the bee. Seeing as today is Samhain and Álfablót, I see this more as a message from my grandfather, who was a very hard worker and a beekeeper.

Recently I also visited the local botanical garden with ScareCrow and was unprepared for how much it made me think of my grandfather and also of my grandmother (not his wife) because of their relationship to plants.